By Brooke Holley
It is now November. In Nebraska, this generally means chilly weather, which usually includes an indecent amount of icy hell falling from the sky. On the bright side, there are probably some crunchy leaves still waiting for someone to come by and step on them.
November also means that Americans get one day to stuff their faces, to celebrate the pilgrims coming to the new land and being the settlement of this great country. Personally, I only like the rolls and the feeling that surrounds the Thanksgiving holiday.
Then, exactly one day after being thankful for what we already have, people throughout the country are rushing to stores, nearly killing fellow Americans for the chance to buy material goods on sale. You’ve just got to love November and American consumerism.